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@w.graham; night 299 - video [ Let reports of questionable life choices continue! ]

[OOC - CW: Mention of self harm]

[ Good evening fellow snobos, it would appear that the reports of questionable life choices continues to roll in; Rhys started a trend.

It is another video, coming from the user name w.graham and featuring that same gentleman. It’s hard to tell if he looks worse than before, because he tended to look terrible in general. What is different is he looks a bit more exasperated than he had the last time.

As he takes a breath to start speaking, the voice of one Gregory House, comes across first, calling from somewhere off screen. ]

Don't forget to call them snowhellions! And remember it's Hotstud first! Then Graham Cracker.

[ Will just sighs and rubs his hand over his face, before he gets started. ]

Good evening.

House and I have a couple of new discoveries we've been tracking over the past week or two and inspired by Rhys, we thought we'd share...

First things first! If you change something in a place, freaking tell me. I maintain the building guide and map, people. Contrary to popular opinion, I'm not psychic. You move crap, paint new symbols, or smash in symbols tell me. And get before and after pics. I don't need a conversation. Neither of us wants a conversation, just where, what, and pics or it didn't happen!

[ Will pauses for a moment, his eyes casting towards the direction the voice is speaking, and he’ll inquire, with polite sarcasm. ]

Done? [ There is a pause and a slight narrowing of his eyes, before he remarks in a flat tone. ] As a doctor you know that’s a physical impossibility.

[ A pause, an eyebrow lift -the rude gestures were getting more creative here- and Will shook his head and turned back to the camera. ]

I’ve been told to keep this short, so here goes. We also discovered in building 217 that a combination of blood and fire will result in instant cult membership. [ Here Will rolled up his sleeve, exposing his forearm, complete with healing laceration and the prophet eye burned into the skin above where he’d sliced himself open.

After giving the audience a good view he lowered his arm and took a breath, only to be interrupted again. ]

Don't let Graham Cracker sell you on the platinum membership, folks. The fees include your first-born child, two pints of blood, and a patch of skin. And that doesn't even get you access to the topless lounge. But if you're really in for it, just drip some blood, light a little fire, and you’re good to go. Matching brands and everything.

Did you want to do this? Because I can turn this camera around and... yeah, that’s what I thought.

In building 213 we tried a little tyger, tyger burning bright at night. For those of you who have just arrived, that is the building where Winter died. Apparently if you set the walls on fire, it makes them scream. Like a woman, or a child and the screaming only lets up once the fire wanes.

I think we should light a fire somewhere else. Test this more thoroughly; we’d need a lot more wood though.

Or some bodies.

And this is why people don't wanna be friends with you, Graham Cracker.

Okay back to what matters. Woman or child makes me think Winter or Sam, take your pick. Also the knives stuck in there still won't come out but I couldn't taste anything interesting on 'em.

We do have record of the screaming, if anyone wants to listen for themselves.

Finally the pool in building 216 is a bust. We cracked open the eyes at the bottom, I tried to get a read on the scene, but came up blank, and Mr. Oral fixation over here tried tasting the paint, nothing.

About the only evidence we could nail down was that the symbols look like they were all done around the same time, at least, and same color, but no way to tell if it was more than one person.

[ House's disembodied voice is still coming from somewhere off screen as he takes the wrap-up. ]

Anyone else wanna share? Already tracking the magic brigade over at the high school so we can skip that.

[OOC: House is all comments in blue
Will is all comments in purple
Responses will come from both of them! Assume House is audio only, unless otherwise noted in the comment header! ]

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You bled two pints over a Prophet idol that probably needed, like, a drop at most for the effect. You'll be fine. So long as the anemia doesn't get you. Remind me to prescribe you iron supplements when we stop.

[Back to Hannibal. Oh, were you threatening him. House is going to act like it doesn't bother him.]

Like Graham Cracker told you, we're in the skywalks. Industrial Zone. We're heading toward one of the office buildings where they set up a bunch of pyres and sacrificed people. Playing the good concerts and all that jazz.

It seemed the thing to do at the time!

However, I'll take you up on that.

[ Will said, followed by a large, disgusting snurfing sound as he tried to fight back the blood currently leaking out of his nostrils.

He then pitched his voice to carry, offering clarity to Hannibal. ]

We're going to disassemble this body, then set it up in a design of the Prophet eye and burn it on the pyres.

[ Because that sounds like a good life choice, doesn't it? ]

Well, ruin the surprise. We could've just transmitted the vids to him.

[Hannibal raises his eyebrows at Will's explanation.]

And here I thought you were familiar with the works of H.P. Lovecraft, Dr. House.

Familiar with. Not an acolyte of.

[His sarcasm actually falls off for a moment as he goes on.]

We're looking to get a response from the nanites and hopefully jump a couple of links to get the chapel or the bunker in Res Zone 3 open. The worst we've ever gotten with this sorta thing is getting whipped, branded, or bitten.

[And we're back to a more sarcastic tone.]

Graham Cracker's already got a nice new brand, I'm assuming you've bitten him... or thought really hard about it, and... whipped by the guy that kept dragging you back into the whole FBI gig? [That last question is directed back at Will.] We're covered.

[ Off screen Will exhaled a long suffering sigh. ]

Could you try not to court death until after we see if we can get one of these places to open up?

He means the Prophet brand I picked up when we bled and burned at a makeshift shrine. [ This next bit had his voice pitched to carry to Hannibal. ] It had to have come from an internal source, because I never placed my flesh directly onto a hot iron.

It's quite the experience, having an image seared into one's flesh. I imagine it would be an even better one were it done with one's consent rather than at the hand of a malevolent force, but I suppose one cannot always control one's fate.

[He's not going to counter the assumption that he has bitten Will, curious to see if Will shall let it stand.]

Ask the Admin, the guy did it to himself, though. She's got pics. I do, too. It's interesting.

[He finds it interesting, anyway. Most people would probably class it as disturbing.]

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[Again, a lift of his eyebrows. He finds it interesting, too.]

Really? And I assume Will was not aware of this fact? Quite a thing to keep from him.

[Oh, you're one to talk, Hannibal.]

[ If he'd been about to make a comment along the lines of not having ended up on Hannibal's dinner plate, the thought was shelved at the combination of House's revelation and then Hannibal's statement. ]

You what?!

[ Yes, that was a bit sharp and there was an accompanying thump as he briefly dropped the curtain and the body. ]

You were supposed to be keeping the tablet on the shrine, not me.

Hannibal ... [ He started to point out the hypocrisy, but stopped himself as he recognized that it wouldn't make any appreciable impact. It wasn't as if Hannibal were ashamed of his actions. ]

[House pauses and looks back at Will, moving his hand to his mouth in mock-embarrassment.]

Oops. Did I not mention? [People have warned you about this man, Will. House has warned you about himself. Are you really so surprised?] You were next to the shrine. I got both avenues covered. Eve sent the extra vid.

And I was waiting to see if we could do a similar experiment, see if I got the same results before mentioning. I was totally planning on telling you eventually.

[Probably. There's no real new data point here, just a confirmation of old ones with a new body.]

[ He won't say the words, but his expression suggests he's considering leaving their purloined body and using House as a nice, fresh, sacrifice. He may or may not be envisioning dismembering a few pieces before allowing House to die. ]

I can't decide what pisses me off more. That you did that, or that you wasted your time and mine on what was effectively repeated work.

I thought you were more creative than that, House.

[ Turning, before he gives in to the urge to throttle the man, Will grabbed up the curtain and went back to dragging the body. ]

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[House raises a brow at Will's irritation.]

Repeated work? I'm not the one who told you to bleed all over the shrine. In fact, I distinctly remember telling you, you probably shouldn't do that if you didn't want a brand 'cause that's what happened to the last guy.

[He didn't stop Will, but...]

The fire thing was new. The other people actively injuring themselves on the Admin's video, but not on mine or in front of my eyes is new. I don't usually have people with me so I can act as pure observer.

Don't whine, Graham. We got new data. You just helped me confirm another data point while we were at it.

[Absent Will's awareness up until now. House redirects his attention to Hannibal.]

Is he always like this?

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[Fascinating. Hannibal wonders if Will is in fact going to throttle Dr. House. He wouldn't recommend it, if only because already he feels the good doctor is worthy of a much more interesting demise, but he would not begrudge Will the urge.]

He used to be much more malleable.

[He intends Will to take that as a compliment.]

Now I did hear about that.

[Deduced it and needled Will for more details, more like.]

I never did like shrinks, but you're kinda a poster boy for why other people shouldn't.

If you two are done with the mutual admiration society back patting over your own cleverness [ yes he got all that out in one breath. ]

I want to see the Admin's video, House. Right now.

[ Oh but he could throttle both of you right about now. ]

[House blows out a put upon sigh and Hannibal's view will tilt wildly as Will's tablet is tossed back to him haphazardly.]

Kids these days! They want everything now. Lemme get the vid.

[He'll have to stop and pull off his pack to get at his tablet and transfer the video over to Will... and Hannibal, for good measure. It shows Will self-inflicting his own wounds. It's followed up by a clip from House's own video from the same time period. It shows what happened as far as House and Will are concerned: Will is just standing there, dripping blood onto the statue and then he suddenly has a new Prophet eye brand on his arm when he pulls up his sleeve to check.]

[Hannibal watches the two videos, frowning faintly.]

Neither of you perceived Will mutilating himself at the time, correct? Can the administration's video be doctored, somehow?

Correct.

And it's possible. Couple months back, there was something screwing with the network, posting crap under our accounts. It altered video, audio, and text. The people posting couldn't see anything wrong, just the ones receiving the messages. The next day all of the alterations were gone for everyone. It just looked like people were having a bunch of non-sequitur conversations.

[ Watching the video, and what it suggested, deflected a lot of Will's initial indignation. He flicked a glance towards Hannibal on the screen and then to House, frowning a bit ruefully. ]

I'd like to be able to claim that I'd be aware of taking a knife to my own body, but I think we all know that even without the risk of our perceptions being suspect, I can't claim that level of self awareness.

[ Hannibal could attest to that. ]

So we have no way of really knowing which events are genuine. [ Even as he says the words, there is a hesitation in his tone that suggests Will is willing to believe the Admin's video. There are simply too many events in his past where his perception of reality has been skewed, either by his own unstable mind or with the assistance of the man on the video with them. ]

Damn. [ The word was muttered and Will disappeared from the screen, walking a small distance away.

This put a serious wrinkle in a piece of what he thought was solid evidence. Oh it stung his pride that he'd talking to some people from that position and now probably looked like a right idiot for having fallen for a basic trap. But his dejection came from the loss of a data point. ]</small<

Lucky you, I'm not prone to hallucination in my real life. Might be both things happened. Quantum bullshit. We're living out one scenario, the Admin's observing another.

That makes absolutely no sense! [ And there we have it.

For the first time, since they'd met up, Will yells. He yells and there is even a flailing of arms as he expresses his frustration, exhaling at the end and dropping his hands, one smacking against the top of his thigh in annoyance. ]

How the hell are we supposed to investigate and resolve something if we're not even working with the appropriate data points. [ It could be a question, or it could just be a rhetorical question. House and Hannibal can choose how they'd like to take it. ]

[House raises a brow.]

Welcome to Snowhell, Graham.

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